The Acne Prone Wife

Homesick was one of the things I could not understand, simply because I never felt homesick. Maybe because I was never away from home for a long time. However, moving to another country proves to be a whole new experience for me to learn to be homesick. I moved from Indonesia to Dubai in August 2011. The first weeks were awesome. The husband took me to places for sightseeing; I learned to manage our little studio apartment. Basically, meeting the husband after month apart felt good. After that, I started to look for jobs. And my first interview. We took a couple of buses and had to walk a couple of miles to the interview place. The sun was strikingly hot. We got lost and had to take a taxi there. The interviewee was a big Western guy (after I googled I found out he was Australian), and he was intimidating. And I was intimidated. We got home, and I started to worry. Can I survive in this place? This place is so foreign. Come to think of it, the people are not friendly. Moreover, Asian p...

The beauty of just-married couples is how they do everything together. They sleep together, they shop together, they solve problem together, they laugh together, they pray together, they cry together, they cook together. And they eat together. And we realized that our cooking is crap. Yuck. Image is from here . I shared about this with a best friend back in the home country, and he was exceptionally sympathetic. Best friend: Poor you. What are you craving now? I'll take pictures of it. Me: Ha. Ha. Very funny. Now is 4 pm. And I have to think of something to cook for dinner. *sigh* Lesson learned: Learn to cook and actually do cook when you're still in your mom's house!